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The Story of Dawn - Part 1

by Dawn Moore

 

Getting Ready for My First Date

So, here it is, Sunday afternoon and I am sitting in a chair at Sandy's (my GG friend) favorite Beauty Parlor. You may remember that Sandy had made this appointment for me, as she wanted me to feel extra special for my first date ever with a man (Charles). Charles and I had communicated for the past week, and we had made arrangements for him to meet me in my hotel room the next morning, and we would then spend the day together. Bridgette, the hairdresser, was primping over me, and we were chatting away like old friends. She was dressed very casually in short denim skirt and a lightweight sweater, with opaque hose and ankle high black boots. She had the cutest Brooklyn accent and long wavy hair, and was in the process of styling my long brown hair in a feminine fashion such as I have never had done before. We giggled like two school girls, as I told her all about Charles, and my upcoming date with him. I confided in her that he wanted me to model some outfits for him before we went out for the day so that he could choose the one that he liked me to wear. She told me that I better be careful, or in the process, one thing might lead to another, and we might never make it out of the hotel room, all day long….. I blushed, and told her that I would not let that happen, as I really wanted to spend the day with him "out and about", have lunch, maybe see a movie, do some shopping together, dinner, and a nightcap (perhaps back in my room). "He really seemed to want the same type of day", I said, "and besides, he confided in me that a fantasy of his was to spend the day walking around the city, knowing what little secret I had tucked in my panties, with only him knowing it". "Girl", Bridgette said, "you are going to have a tough time keeping his hands out of your panties all day!!!!"

When Bridgette finished combing me out, she took the smock off me, and I got out of the chair. I stood up and smoothed my skirt out, and looked in the mirror. She had done such a great job. My hair was now so full and bouncy and I just loved the way it felt on my neck and back when I flipped my head from side to side. She had done a wonderful job! I gave her a big hug and a peck on her cheek and thanked her for everything. "Darling", she said, "have a great time, and don't do anything I wouldn't do….". Then she led me off to get my nails done and introduced me to Mai. Mai had me sit at her nail station and showed me all of the colors that she had. I chose a rather striking red that I thought would match one of the lipsticks that Sandy and I had bought the day before. I spent the next half hour getting my nails done, and Mai did such a great job that I wondered how I could ever go back to doing them again on my own. I thought to myself that I am now going to have to make a standing appointment to see these gals every other week…. Oh well, such is the price a girl has to pay for beauty….

When Mai finished, I stood up and put on my knee length coat and grabbed my purse and headed to the front to pay. As I rounded the corner, there was Sandy, who was shocked at how great I looked. "My God Dawn, you look positively radiant", she exclaimed. She came over and gave me a peck on the check and whispered "Charles is one lucky guy". I think I blushed, but I was starting to get so excited about tomorrow's date. She had already paid for Mai and Bridgette's service, so we left the salon and headed over to the hotel.

Sandy had already checked me into the hotel while I was at the salon, and she suggested that we just go to the room, change into some comfy lingerie, order in some food, and just lounge around all evening. "That works for me", I said "but can we stop and get a couple of bottles of wine, one for tonight and one for tomorrow night, in case I want to invite Charles back to the room for a nightcap?" "Oooh you slutty little thing" she exclaimed, "already you are planning to seduce and have your way with him?" She lightly punched me on the arm as we giggled and went into a wine shop along the way.

When we got to the hotel, we walked into the lobby and went straight to the elevators. We got in, and she punched the top button, the 20th floor. Just as the door closed, a couple of young college boys got into the elevator with us, and they couldn't help but check us both out. I dropped the key that Sandy had just given me (I can be such a clutz some times), and bent over to pick it up. I guess my coat opened in the front, and maybe my skirt slid up a bit, and the boys got a great look at the top of my opaque stockings and my thighs. They started to stammer a bit, and got off at the 15th floor. "Have a great night boys", I said, and blew them a kiss as the doors closed behind them. We both collapsed in each others arms giggling like two young school girls. "You are such a teaser", Sandy said.

Well, when I opened the door to my suite, I couldn't believe my eyes. The suite was beautiful! We walked into a large living room with a huge picture window. The view was amazing of the New York skyline. The room had a large comfy sofa, a couple of oversized chairs, and a fantastic entertainment center, complete with a Bose surround sound system and a huge flat screen TV. In one corner was a small dining room table with two chairs, and a small kitchenette. Sandy had made sure to have a couple of beautiful flower arrangements in the room, and the whole effect was amazing. It took my breath away. Then I wandered into the bedroom, and before me was the biggest four poster bed I had ever seen. I t had throw pillows all over it, and a black satin comforter on it. I pulled back the comforter a bit and ran my hands over the silkiest red satin sheets. "Oh Sandy, how did you ever arrange all of this?" My eyes then went straight to the wall, which also was a huge picture window with the same view as the living room, and the lights of Manhattan were just starting to come on, as it was just now turning dark outside. It was just breathtaking! Again, Sandy had placed a couple of vases of flowers around this room as well. I went over to her and gave her the biggest hug and said, "You are the best friend a girl could ever have". She hugged me back and said that she wanted me to have the best experience possible and that nothing was too good for me. I felt a tear of joy run down my cheek, and she said "Silly, stop crying and check out the bathroom!!!!" Well, not to be undone, the bath was every bit as wonderful as the rest of the suite. It had a huge tub, big enough for two, and Sandy had made sure to place lots of candles around the whole room. Again, she had chosen the perfect flower arrangements for the bath as well. Also in the room were 2 of those tiny Bose speakers which must have been hooked up to the stereo in the living room.

"OK gal, let's crack open that wine, listen to some music, jump into a nice hot bubble bath and begin to relax and get you ready for tomorrow", she said, as she unzipped her jumper and slid it off of her tiny body. She kicked off her boots and then stood there in just her red thong panties, and opaque stockings. I noticed that she hadn't worn a bra today, and I marveled at just how perfect her breasts were. I watched her cute little butt wiggle as she went to the kitchen area and proceeded to open one of the bottles of wine. I went into the bedroom and took off my skirt, sweater and boots, and left on my black thong panties, matching bra, and opaque stockings. I. I threw on the silky red kimono she had brought for me, and grabbed hers as well. I swear she had sprayed them with some perfume, as they both smelled so delicious… Then I joined her in the living room. She poured two glasses of wine as I chose some nice jazz CDs to play. We then both curled up on the couch and watched the rest of the lights come on over Manhattan, as we sat in the dark of our room, sipping wine, with some soft jazz playing in the background. It was beautiful.

Just then the bell rang, I stood up and tightened up the belt to my kimono and went to the door. "Who is it?" I asked. "Food delivery", a voice from the other side of the door said. So I opened the door and let the delivery boy in. He must have been about 22 or 23, with a beautiful, muscular body and a gorgeous face with long blond hair. He was wearing tight jeans and a tight T shirt only, despite the cold weather outside. You could see his stunned look on his face as his eyes took in the two of us and the room. "Hold on a second, hon", I said as I went into the bedroom to get some money from my purse. I made sure to wiggle my butt a little more than normal, and I could feel his eyes on my body as I walked. I sat on the bed to look through my purse for the money, and "accidentally" let the kimono fall open as I crossed my legs. I am sure that he could see all of the way up my legs and thighs to my black little panties, and I thrilled to be the little "cock teaser". When I came back into the room, I noticed a slight bulge in the front of his jeans. Sandy had gotten up and taken the bag from him and was in the kitchen, laying out the food on the table. I decided to have some fun with him, so I slowly slid up to him and gently rubbed his cock trough his jeans. I whispered into his ear in a very soft sexy voice, "Would you like me to take care of that for you, sweetie?" He could hardly speak, but mumbled something so I walked him over to one of the large chairs and pushed him into it. I sank to my knees in front of him and slowly undid the zipper of his jeans. I was shocked that he wasn't wearing any underwear, and proceeded to take his beautiful cock out. Seeing as this was new ground for me, I simply did what I knew I liked done to me. It all came to me very naturally and I proceeded to lick him and rub my hand up and down his shaft. As I opened my eyes I saw Sandy watching me from the kitchen with a big grin on her face and her hand in her panties….. I continued to lick and suck the delivery boy, and in no time flat he rewarded me with a mouth full of his cum. It tasted great, and I just loved my first experience with someone else's cock. I looked over the boy's shoulder and saw Sandy leaning against the refrigerator with a hand in her panty, fingering her pussy. I licked up my stud's cock and got it all nice and clean and gently put it back into his jeans and zipped him up. He had a tough time standing up, but when he did, I slowly wrapped my arms around his neck and gave him a sexy French kiss that I am sure he will never forget! I walked him to the door and let him out.

"Girl, that was sooooo sexy" Sandy exclaimed, as she slowly pulled her fingers out of her panties. They were all glistening, and I walked over and put them into my mouth and gently sucked on them. They tasted so great! Well, after all of that, we were both starving so we took the containers of food over to the couch and dove in. After about an hour of eating, sipping some wine and chatting, we decided to take a bubble bath. We cleaned up a bit, refilled our glasses, and both went into the bathroom. Sandy ran the bath and put in the bubbles, as I lit all of the candles. As the bath was filling, we stripped off our undies, clipped up our long hair, and then I slipped into the water. She scooped up our dirty lingerie (her panties in particular) and went into the bedroom, and returned within a couple of minutes. When she came in, she turned off the lights and slid into the bath with me. She sat in front of me between my legs. The water was so warm, the bubbles smelled so nice, the wine was delicious, and her smooth skin felt sooooo good. The music was playing softly in the candlelit, fragrant room. We cuddled, and slowly drank our wine. I think she felt the stirring of my clitty between her cheeks, and she started to squirm a bit and rubbed her ass on me in a very teasing way. "Baby, this is so nice, and I want you to be so ready for your date with Charles" she said as she leaned back into me even more and gently lifted herself up a bit. I felt her warm pussy, as she slowly lowered herself onto me, and my clitty went inside her. "MMMMM" I said, and she slowly turned her head sideways as I kissed her neck. "Let's take this very slow" she said, "and don't worry, hun, you will be drained of all your maleness by the morning, I promise." She continued to rock back and forth with me inside her, and I could feel the muscles inside her contract. Then I felt her shudder in a soft little orgasm, and I swore I felt the same thing happen to me, deep down inside me. It felt so good to be so close and intimate with Sandy, and I just loved her for being the best friend a gal could ever have.

After about a half hour or so, we were both feeling pretty waterlogged, so we let the water out of the tub and just stayed in it, as the water level slowly went down. We cuddled to stay warm, and when the water was all gone, we stood up and grabbed two huge towels from the heated towel rack. We dried each other off, and Sandy proceeded to rub some beautifully scented lotion over my whole body. It felt so good. I did the same for her, and then we went into the bedroom. On the bed, she had laid out matching black silky gowns and black thong silk panties with matching garterbelts and black sheer stockings. We both dressed for bed, and she climbed into the bed, between the silky red satin sheets. I walked into the kitchen (again, wiggling my little derriere the whole way) and refilled our wine glasses. I joined her in bed, and we watched Sex in the City, and The Sopranos, and gradually nodded off to sleep, cuddling in each other's arms. I kissed her goodnight and she whispered in my ear "sweet dreams hun, I am sure tomorrow will be everything you always dreamed of." Then we both fell asleep. Tomorrow was the big day!!!!!

  

  

  

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